Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Since Rat Face had gone as
high as possible to get me fired, I decided to do the same when trying to get my
job back.Ed Backlor was the VP of
Downtown Disney at the time, I decided to email him.A day later I received an email from Djuan
Rivers (who I just discovered is a Disney big shot now).Ed was out of town and had forwarded my email to Djuan.We arranged a time for him to call me the
next day.I was pretty nervous as a sat
there staring at my phone waiting for him to call.I didn’t know where the conversation would
go.Djuan was very friendly, he had read
my email and asked me some more questions about the firing.I left out the part about how everyone eating for
free so I wouldn’t get anyone else fired.He told me the typical “well, I know it’s not a lot of money, but if
everyone gave away $3.25 worth of food, it would really hurt the company.”He said I could reapply with Disney in 6
months and when I did I would most likely be asked to write a paper about how
sorry I was for costing the company money and the lesson I had learned.I told him thanks, but my lease was up in
December and I wasn’t going to sign up for another year on the off chance I
could get my job back in 6 months.

Now I
just needed to figure out how to get into the parks for free for the next 3
months.

Rat Face Strikes Again:

After I knew I was not going
to get my job back, I stopped by The Link to tell Missy the whole story.Right when I walked in, she gave me a free
ice cream cookie sandwich. it was a very nice gesture.As I was telling her the whole story, Rat
Face came through the kitchen door.When
he saw me, he dropped his head and high tailed it out of there as fast as
his rat legs could carry him.I was
pretty disappointed he ran away so quickly, I had already come up with a plan
in case I saw him again.I was going to grab him by the face look him in the eye and say; “I know it was you, you
broke my heart. You broke my heart!” Apparently, I
was really into channeling Al Pacino in September 2004.

Missy and I kept talking,
when I noticed 2 Disney Security guards were waiting at the door.Rat Face had walked out and immediately
called security on me.I finished
talking to Missy and headed out.They
followed me until I was off Pleasure Island.

Going to the parks for free:

When I interviewed for the
College Program my friends Ralf and Steven also applied.We did our interview together.Ralf and I were two of only three people accepted from the 100’s of applicants from the University of Houston.Steven joked around so much during the interview, I was amazed Ralf and I were accepted.He wanted to be a character. When he was told
those auditions were being held in New Orleans he
decided to run around the room like King Louie to prove that he didn’t
need to make the drive.

Steven came to visit me for a
few weeks and ended up moving in.He
wanted to prove to us that he could be a character

and wouldn’t
you know it, he got the job.He had been
working about a month when I was fired.

When you are a new hire you
are issued a temporary work ID.It’s
basically the same one the CP’s get.Instead of being colored and having your photo on it, it’s just a plain
white card with your name.After
90 days you are issued a regular ID.Work ID’s are what Cast Members use to log in, get discounts, park, and
most importantly, get into the parks for free.Just like a guest ticket, the first time you go through the turnstiles
with your ID, it registers your fingerprints.Steven had no desire to go to the parks, and had never set up his
fingers to his ID. (In 2004 they were still using the weird “insert 2 fingers
and squeeze” system.) My plan, set Steven's ID to my fingers.

I went to the Magic Kingdom Main Gate with
all the guests, inserted Steven;s ID, put my fingers in the machine, and
squeezed.My pulse was racing, waiting
to see if this plan would actually work.I thought maybe since it was the first time they would ask to see my ID,
but they didn’t.A few terribly long
seconds later, I was in the Magic Kingdom.

The scam worked perfectly,
Steven and I even went to the park together once!Steven wanted to go to Epcot with me and a
friend, so we came up with a plan.My
friend and I would go in, then she would take Steven’s ID from me, leave the
park, give Steven his ID, then the two of them would go back in.Now, I know what you’re thinking, “Hey,
Steven’s fingers weren’t set to his ID!”That 2 finger system never worked right, I told Steven that when it
failed, tell the Cast Member that it never worked, then just pull out your
drivers license, when they saw the matching names they let him in, no questions
asked.

The timing worked out great;
I was able to go to the parks for free until I moved back to Texas in December.

I can’t even volunteer:

I moved back to Houston that
December and started going back to school.A year or 2 later I noticed the familiar College Program Recruiting
signs all over the place.I decided to
watch the presentation; they try and become a campus rep.Campus Rep is a pretty sweet gig, you help
set up the presentations, put up signs, go to a couple meetings and as long as
you keep helping out you get a work ID/Park Pass.

I went to the presentation,
hit it off with the recruiter, she gave me her card and told me to contact her
because they needed campus reps. I sent her all my info and she called me the
next day.After a couple minutes of
small talk she asked me about my program and if I had ended it on a good
note.I told her my program ended fine,
but that I had been fired while I was a part time Cast Member.She then made me go through the whole long
story.We were on the phone for another
20 minutes before she finally said;“Well, you have a no re-hire status with the company, so we can’t bring
you on as a campus rep.”She knew the
minute she called me that she couldn’t hire me, she just wanted to hear what
someone could possibly do to be banned from working there forever.Well the answer is, cost the company $3.25.

There you have it, the long story of why I am permanently banned from working at Walt Disney World. If any of you run into to Djuan Rivers, tell him to give me a call, or if you see my old manager John, just tell him you know what he did to me!